Vengeance

Chapter 43

(Extreme level of violence, please do not proceed if you're triggered easily. I repeat. DONOT read further if you cannot handle violence. You've been warned.)

Ryan's POV

"Just sit, relax there and watch him pay for his deeds, girls." Romeo winked at them. 

Vanessa and Veronica threw the lashes to the side, and left Hunt's side but only after giving him a hard glare.
My eyes settled on Ava, who was slowly regaining sanity, coming back to her normal self, after finally baring her claws out.
I could see she was getting around the fact that it was gonna be a bloody hell of a torture now and what the girls did was nothing but the beginning, a trailer.
Girls caressed her shoulders as they sat beside her, with their legs crossed. 

"Do you think she is ready?" I asked Lorenzo. 

He glanced at her as well, as she talked to my sister.
"If she doesn't pass out, she is." He chuckled puffing his cigarette and then looked at me with his piercing eyes, "Let's find out."
I inhaled deeply.

"Matteo, keep an eye on Ava, if she feels sick watching this, get her out of here immediately." I heard Lorenzo say, and Matteo obeyed. 

"As much as I wish to begin, I would ask you if you wanna start off with him first. What he put your family through is much worse than us." Lorenzo asked. 

"Let's not compare these things. I'm not sure about starting off, but I am damn sure of how I wanna end this motherfucker's sinful life." I replied. 

"Alright then."

Hunt was already chained to the ceiling by his hands, naked. His head was hung low, breathing hard, probably tired of screaming. His back looked an art painted with red, all thanks so my sisters. 

Sadistic, right?
I know!
But come on, anyone in my shoes had to be. 

"What? That's it? You tired already, old fucking piece of shit?" Arlo had grabbed him by his hair and pulled backwards. 

Marco was sharpening the knives, in both of his hand, against each other as he slowly walked towards Hunt.
"Make sure you spare all the major arteries. We won't want him to bleed to death now, right?" Dante said to him. 

Right, he had done medicine. 

"We all heard the story behind our mother's murder. And it made me realize what you exactly are." Marco said, "And that is what I will carve on you." He smiled sadistically.

Placing the sharp tip of the knife on Hunt's chest he literally started carving a word into his skin.
Hunt's screams echoed the basement once again.
As soon, as Marco was done, he stepped back and smile in satisfaction watching his chest displaying "CUNT", with blood trickling down onto his abdomen. 

Whoa! Wasn't expecting that. 

"You are not a real man. This is what you truly are. Because real men don't do shit you did."

Romeo looked so impatient, that he finally let go of his control stood in front of Hunt and started throwing punches at him, without giving him time to even breathe. 
Then he took Hunt's hands in front of his face, and started breaking his finger one by one. Hunt shrilled in pain. 

"This for each and every time you dared to lay your dirty hand on our Sorella."
Arlo joined Romeo and started breaking each and every rib in his body. 

He got that from streetfighting, I guess. 

Blood and saliva was drooling out of his mouth as he struggled to breathe.

I turned towards the girls and saw Ava getting pale. 

If she stays any longer, she is going to pass out. 

So I went to her and offered her my hand, "You look like you need to get out of here." 

Her concerned filled eyes stared into mine as she took my hand, nodding.
I shared a look with Matteo and Enzo, letting them know I was taking their sister upstairs.

"Thankyou, Ryan. I just couldn't watch my brothers.. In that state. I've never seen them so.." 

"Angry? Scary? Beastly?" 

"Yes. I guess I don't really know them after all." She said sadly.  

"It's not easy growing up in the underworld without parents, Ava. Mafia is power. And gaining that place, ruling the underworld is not an easy job. Don't be too quick to judge your brothers. And don't forget, it's who we are now, is the reason you could reunite with your family." 

She took a deep breath and nodded. 

We were in her room. She sat on her bed trying to wrap her mind around everything. I took the glass of water from the side table and offered, which she gladly accepted.
I looked at her innocence and just couldn't hold myself back. Lifting my arm up, I caressed the side of her face, trailed my fingers slowly from her left cheek, down to her jawline. She closed her eyes and left out a small moan as my fingers reached near the base of her neck, down below her ear. 

Oh! so that's her weak spot.
Fuck she's so sensitive. 

I chuckled deeply at her reactions, making her blush furiously.
"Go to sleep, love. You need it." With that, I left her room.

I could hear Hunt scream at the top of his lungs as I was heading back towards the basement.
"You were so right Marco, about him not being a Real man. Look at how he's screaming and we aren't even done with him yet." I heard Lorenzo say, "I doubt he needs that dick. Too much of a dead weight, isn't Hunt? Let me help you get rid of it. All it has done, is bringing that pyscho fucker you call your son. The one who tortured My Sorellina!" He spat at him. 

"You are just in time brother, Arlo smiled at me wickedly. 

I chuckled, "Yeah, it seems so."
The girls were clearly enjoying the scenes unfolding in front of them. 

They are used to all this.
We all are.
Because thanks to Hunt, this was what our complete teenhood went like.

"No! No! No! Please don't. I am sorry! I am really sorry for everything!"
I laughed hysterically. 

"He's sorry... Hahaha... Enzo, he says he's SORRY... " 

I went and grabbed his neck, "You should have thought about this before you killed our parents. Now, you will pay for it. No use of begging. Because we don't show mercy."

Marco brought his knife in front of Hunt's face to scare him shitless. And then slowly traced it along his skin, downwards upto his dick. Hunt was trembling his fear by now. In the blink of an eye, Marco chopped off his old wrinkly dick from the base.  

"No! NO! AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" 

He shrieked so hard, I felt my ears go deaf for a second.
Blood spilled furiously from the clean cut.
Before our ears could fall off by his intensive shrilling, Lorenzo picked up that fallen piece off flesh with a tissue and forced it into his mouth and clamped it with his hand so that Hunt couldn't spit it out.
He gagged on his own chopped dick, as he cried. 

Ugh.. Even I can't watch that.

"That's it, I'm done playing around. It's time." I said to Lorenzo.

Enzo removed his hand from Hunt's mouth, but before he could spit that thing out, Dante sealed it with a duct tape.
Stefen brought the Alcohol I asked him to and handed it to me.
I called my siblings forward, to give them each few bottles.
We showered him with it together, until he was completely soaked in it. 

"You blew up our parents 16 years ago. So now, WE will watch you burn your way to hell." I spat at him. 
Lorenzo passed me lighter, as he watched the bastard struggle against the chains in dread.
And just like that lit the lighter and threw it on him.
He was instantly caught on fire. It spread all over his body making him scream and scream and scream endlessly.

I held my siblings tightly in my arms as we watch the killer of our parents burn to death.

Here ends our Revenge.